The Ice-cube and the Hibiscus.

Have you ever wondered about things? Have you ever wondered how relationships form? How people fall in love? How clouds gather from nothing and disperse into the big beyond, whatever the men of science might tell you? Have you wondered how water sizzles, then calms, then freezes into the most perfect, shaped little ice-cube, just so that it can mingle with other waters once again? Or the way in which a flower meanders from root to sap to bud to flower? After all, did you ever preempt the unfurling of a hibiscus bud? Could you ever visualize that the tiny, somewhat tubular bud ~ whether pristine white or baby pink or a grafted canary yellow with fuchsia ~ would suddenly fling open its arms one morning while you were still brewing your cuppa and reveal itself? Have you ever wondered about things, tell? Have you wondered how ice-cubes and relationships form or how a hibiscus unravels its secrets to those who can listen? Have you ever, ever wondered how people fall in love? Tell.